This is a song about "Weed hoes"

Here they keep a rachet close

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

You feel it from your head to your toes

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

I think that she knows

I show up with four hoes

We out here chasin hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes